The Power of Skype...

So i just downloaded Skype a few days ago.  I can see this becoming a problem...

I Skyped with my ex while he was in school.  That was fun.  The chat was rated PG and I made him giggle.  That in turn made me giggle.  He's always been able to cheer me up...and he did.

Next I chatted with this devastatingly handsome Turkish guy, Andir or something.  SO. FRIGGIN. CUTE.  Like handsome in a Hollywood way.  Jon Hamm beard, nice smile, dark eyes, and dimples.   I barely flashed him!

Right after that, I chatted with this guy that I was hooking up with earlier this year.  He was so turned on at seeing me that he drove an hour to come see me at like 2 am!  I will dish about this more.  Let's just say, he gave me what I NEEDED,

So it's night 3 of my Skype life and I chatted with this somewhat cute ginger from this chat room.  His eyes were bulging out of his head.  Surprisingly.  I teased him a little, showed a little cleavage and then cut his shit off.  It was mean, I know.  But I like just met him!

I can see the power that skyping can give a woman and I am thinking this can be dangerous.  I've sort of been getting a high off of it.  Just last week,  I was in the depths of depression.  Now I am feeling, dare I say, okay with myself?

I know how this sounds, but fuck it.  I think it's okay for a woman to feel good when she has some make-up on and her hair is done up.  Is that so wrong?  It really had an effect on my confidence.  I looked like a woman, and dammit, I felt like one too.  Still do!

It's amazing...the power of a push up bra, some lipstick, and a dab of masacara.  They can make a world of a difference.

Not a permanent solution, but a temporary fix.